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The husky cadence of her voice set me on fire. I cupped her face and searched her eyes.
“Me either, Pink.” I felt Bardot roll his eyes behind me and ignored him. “Whatever form this relationship takes—I just want to see you happy.” Tracing my finger down her neck, I savored the way she curled into my touch. “Bardot?”
I glanced at him and should have won an award for how well I hid a smirk when I saw the look of hunger splayed across his face as he watched me touch her.
“Hmm?” He barely lifted his eyes from the path my finger was blazing.
“Why don’t you be a dear and help our girl—”
His eyes turned absolutely feral. “I call the shots.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Emily
“You two are great at this.” I moaned through the overwhelming pleasure of Mac kissing my neck while Sebastian rubbed my thighs. “It’s like you’ve done this before.”
Both of them stilled.
They rocked back on their knees, staring at each other like accomplices who had gotten caught with their hands in the cookie jar.
Well, color me surprised. I hadn’t meant anything by my statement, but apparently it triggered something between them.
Something big.
I propped myself up on my elbows and gave them my sternest look, although I was way more curious than I was upset.
“We should have told you sooner,” Bash started.
“There was a woman like what—a year ago?” Mac looked at Bash for help.
And I won’t lie. I enjoyed seeing them squirm a little as they communicated silently.
“And?”
Bash licked his lips and flicked his eyes to Mac before locking eyes with me. “After a game, this woman asked the two of us if we had ever shared a woman—”
“And when we told her we hadn’t, she asked us if we were interested in sleeping with her,” Mac cut in.
“And we did,” Bash added, as if that part was necessary.
Beads of sweat had formed on their foreheads as they waited for my reaction. I could mess with them so much, but I decided to go easy on them. A little, anyway.
“So, this is your shtick?” I folded my arms, swallowing laughter. “You act like you hate each other and then lure unsuspecting women to hotel rooms after away games?”
Mac’s eyes widened. Bash coughed.
“Well?”
Bash shook his head. “None of it is an act.”
Mac’s face fell. “You genuinely hate me?”
“I don’t hate—Come on. This isn’t the time or place for this.”
“You’re right. This is about Emily.” He grabbed my hand. “And how we should have told you this sooner. If this changes things—”
“Yeah, I understand if you don’t want to do anything. It was pretty shitty—”
